Rude Awakening

Used to have my Forehead on the window of the backseat Daydream about the life I live right now But this don't feel like those daydreams Having panic attacks when the lights out And I'm still stressed when I wake up Ain't no days I don't worry 'bout a paystub Day's go by but I don't learn patience I'm waiting I climb and I jump but not high enough You had your chance now your times up Work hard but you can't buy luck You can get on your knees but you can't buy love Got a little more money these days Still can't afford to give one fuck If it ain't 'bout the money or the art Then I must ask that you don't speak up This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way Makes me question all I want will I end up the same Overworked underpaid losing track of days Everything is different but I still don't feel a change Feel a change Don't feel a change It all feels the same Don't feel no changes This don't feel like those daydreams Make me question all the dreams I got right now Will I end up with the same thing A man whose outlet stressing him out A man who puts work over friends I start to reflect I blame it on stress I saw they were throwing a party I ain't get an invite or even a text Nowadays am I that hard to be around I'm not who I was in the past If I did get an invite probably Would of left early if I went Can't stop thinking 'bout my next home Thinking 'bout my next single and my next show Can't seem to let go Overworked underpaid on the payroll It's all flying around in my head Got so much to do on my day off Telling myself we'll be alright Okay if you say so Then again what do I know I'm just speeding through life with my eyes closed Smile for the camera swerving through lanes Just tryna dodge potholes Where we headed I don't know I guess I'll just wait 'till we crash This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way Makes me question all I want will I end up the same Overworked underpaid losing track of days Everything is different but I still don't feel a change This was supposed to make me happy I don't feel that way Makes me question all I want will I end up the same Overworked underpaid losing track of days Everything is different but I still don't feel a change Okay Hey Yeah Let me get one sip of my tea Highs and the lows Hooligans and the Whoah's Man I don't really know I'm just here for the ride I don't care where we go Can we please drive slow Time flying by and I'm losing control Stuck in my mind Am I alright I suppose We can go inside But I'm fine in the cold Things change so fast You can say one word and I just start to crash Got something good and its gone in a flash Tryna slow down the time just to make things last I hate how you got this power over me Peace of mind feeling towers out of reach I'll be overthinking for some hours at least Whats the point of these fields if the flowers are deceased Highs and the lows Things come and they go I regret a few things that I chose Moving forward and still got my eyes closed